Villain: Manipulating the Heroines into hating the Protagonist Chapter 1051: The Sovereign’s Court & The Sky-Pillar Summons

Fourteen hundred miles north of the Sunken Bone Archipelago, the morning sun of the fifth month rose over a majestic, gleaming Abyssal Pearl City.

Four full years of Wang Jian’s patient, iron-fisted governance had transformed the western port beyond recognition. Eight hundred cargo ships floated peacefully inside the expanded granite breakwaters; seventy-two Heavenly-Clear Spirit Lamp Towers and the twin Deep-Sea Guiding Beacon Spires built by Yue Lingshan shone like stars along the reefs; and thanks to the continuous operation of the dual Fourth-Grade Spiritual Veins beneath the four outer islands, the spiritual density inside Wang Jian’s hidden mountain court rivaled the sacred ancestral peaks of the Myriad Ocean Palace itself.

True to his four-year plan, Wang Jian had not recklessly tried to force his cultivation into the Mid Stage of the Nascent Soul Realm. Instead, he had spent forty-eight months polishing his Initial Stage Nascent Soul Realm foundation until his three-inch Stellar Demonic Nascent Infant was as solid and unshakeable as a diamond mountain—capable of crushing ordinary Mid-Stage Nascent Soul elders through sheer spiritual density and Grade 8 armament supremacy.

Even more terrifying was the transformation of the women who made up his inner court.

On the fifteenth morning of the fifth month, inside the sunlit municipal courtyard of the City Lord’s Manor, a golden imperial dragon-barge flying the truce banners of the Myriad Ocean Palace Headquarters arrived at the outer harbor, delivering the formaljade invitation to the Grand Sea-Domain Convocation at Sky-Pillar Island.

After City Lord Lin Wanyue and Yue Lingshan formally received the palace herald in the grand hall and sent him back to his barge, Wang Jian met with his beloved wife inside their private courtyard garden.

Over the past four years of steady cultivation nourished by Wang Jian’s elixirs and her constant array engineering across the islands, Yue Lingshan had advanced smoothly to the Late-Stage Core Formation Realm. Dressed in her pristine white Thousand-Year Spirit-Silk robes, she looked more radiant and virtuous than ever as she handed the golden imperial invitation scroll to Wang Jian.

"Husband, the Supreme Palace Master of the Myriad Ocean Palace has summoned the ten largest factions of the sea domain to Sky-Pillar Island next month," Yue Lingshan said, leaning warmly against Wang Jian’s arm beneath the blooming spirit-peach trees. "Because Heavenly Tide True Monarch, Blood-Bone True Monarch, and the Kraken Patriarch were all crippled at Crimson Reef last year, neither the humans nor the Demon Beasts can afford to keep fighting. They are opening the once-in-a-millennium Ancient Void-Sea Ruin on Sky-Pillar Island to divide its treasures peacefully—and they specifically invited Abyssal Pearl City and Sister Wan’er’s Consortium branch because we control the sea domain’s armor and pill supply!"

"The Ancient Void-Sea Ruin contains Rank 5 herbs from the ancient era and three pieces of the Heaven-Mending Stone," Wang Jian said, smiling gently as he stroked Yue Lingshan’s soft cheek. "With five of our core allies standing at the Peak Great Circle of the Late-Stage Core Formation Realm, securing those Heaven-Mending Stones will allow our court to produce several more Nascent Soul Grandmasters at once."

"Should I come with you on the flagship to Sky-Pillar Island, Husband?" Yue Lingshan asked eagerly.

Wang Jian shook his head gently, placing his warm palm over her hand. "Sky-Pillar Island is four hundred leagues east. Once the major factions enter the Ancient Void-Sea Ruin, opportunistic pirate fleets or stray Demon Beast packs may try to test Abyssal Pearl City’s defenses while our main fleet is away. Only you hold the master formation key to the Grade-4 Void-Shrouding Sanctuary Formation and the forty-eight Profound Iron Array Anchors. I need my most trusted array architect guarding our home fortress—and I will leave the four Grade 7 Peak Heavy Armored Dao Soldiers and Sister Liu Ruyan here under your command."

Hearing how deeply her husband relied on her to protect their entire four-year foundation, Yue Lingshan’s eyes shone with solemn pride and tender love. "Do not worry about our home for a single breath, Husband! Take Senior Su, Senior Mu, City Lord Lin, Sister Wan’er, and Sister Mengqi with you to Sky-Pillar Island—and bring back the Heaven-Mending Stones safely!"

That evening, after spending four hours of tender, passionate lovemaking with Yue Lingshan in their marital bedchamber until she fell into a deep, contented sleep in his arms, Wang Jian quietly slipped out of the courtyard and descended through the hidden rock lift into the Star-Pearl Pleasure Pavilion beneath Azure Peak to hold his pre-departure banquet with the women sailing with him to war.

Inside the sprawling, warm pink-coral pleasure pavilion, the atmosphere was a intoxicating furnace of fragrance, power, and shameless submission.

Spread across the thirty-foot velvet mattress beside the steaming floral lagoon were the nine supreme beauties who would accompany Wang Jian aboard his flagship dreadnought to the Grand Sea-Domain Convocation:

At the front knelt his three Nascent Soul sovereigns:

Hong Lin (the tamed Early Grade 8 Scarlet Flood-Serpent Matriarch), whose fiery cultivation now stood at the peak of the Early Stage of Grade 8;

Su Binglan (the Early-Stage Nascent Soul former Palace Mistress of the Ice Heart Palace); and

Mu Lianhua (the Early-Stage Nascent Soul Chief Grand Alchemist).

Surrounding them knelt his five Peak Great Circle Late-Stage Core Formation powerhouses—each woman’s Golden Core polished to absolute perfection over the past four years and ready to break into the Nascent Soul Realm the moment they obtained the Heaven-Mending Stones:

Shen Mengqi (the former Sword Fairy cultivating the Nine-Turn Profound Yin Scripture); Lin Wanyue (the dignified City Lord of Abyssal Pearl City); Shangguan Wan’er (the ruthless Commercial Queen of the Golden-Tide Consortium); Hua Yimei (the mature Sect Leader of the Fragrance Melody Sect); and Bing Yun (the silver-haired High Elder of the Ice Heart Palace).

And kneeling right between her mother Hua Yimei’s thighs was Wang Jian’s beloved concubine Hua Ling’er, alongside the shadow-assassin Chen Ying—both of whom had successfully advanced to the Late-Stage Core Formation Realm over the past year!

Knowing that tomorrow morning they would don their austere, untouchable public robes to sail before the eyes of the entire sea domain at Sky-Pillar Island, all ten women had dressed tonight in a dazzling, coordinated theme of Imperial Conquest Slut Attire designed to celebrate Wang Jian’s four-year reign!

The three Nascent Soul sovereigns—Hong Lin, Su Binglan, and Mu Lianhua—wore matching Three-Sovereign Harem Harnesses forged from thin Deep-Sea Red Gold chains and translucent silk gauze in their elemental colors: scarlet red for Hong Lin, icy blue-white for Su Binglan, and phoenix crimson for Mu Lianhua. The harnesses featured open-cup golden wire rings that pushed their six colossal, heavy breasts upward into a breathtaking display of milky-white and pink-gold flesh, while sheer slit skirts hung from golden waist-chains that left their wide, curvy hips, their smooth lower mounds, and their round, fleshy buttocks completely bare!

Even more provocative were the mother-and-daughter duo Hua Yimei and Hua Ling’er, alongside Shen Mengqi, Lin Wanyue, and Shangguan Wan’er: each wore high-heeled silk ankle boots, thigh-high stockings held up by garter ribbons, and sheer, wet belly-aprons embroidered with their formal titles—"City Lord’s Plaything," "Sword Fairy Cauldron," "Consortium Whore," and "Mother & Daughter Pair"—with the sides and backs completely open so their massive, oil-rubbed breasts and upturned backsides gleamed under the pearl lanterns!

"Look at the lineup standing before our Master tonight," Hong Lin purred in her husky, resonant voice, rising onto her knees at the center of the velvet mattress and pressing her colossal, ruby-pierced breasts against Su Binglan’s snow-white chest as Wang Jian stripped off his black silk robe. "Three Nascent Soul sovereigns and seven Late-Stage Core Formation beauties! When we arrive at Sky-Pillar Island next month and those crippled old fools Heavenly Tide True Monarch and Blood-Bone True Monarch bow to us in the grand hall, how do you think they would react if they knew all ten of us were down on our knees tonight fighting to lick Master’s boots?!"

"They would cough up the last three drops of blood in their chests and die on the spot," Shangguan Wan’er laughed softly, crawling forward on her hands and knees so her massive breasts swayed beneath her sheer gold apron as she kissed Wang Jian’s muscular hip. "And what about that little rogue Ye Fan, Master? Have you checked the beacon inside his sword?"

Wang Jian stood at the edge of the velvet mattress, his tall, bronze-muscled frame and his thick, scorching manhood radiating the overwhelming, unshakeable majesty of his consolidated Nascent Soul power.

He closed his eyes for a brief second, sensing the distant, fiery pulse of the microscopic Verdant Eternal Spring Essence fused inside the core of Ye Fan’s broadsword.

"He broke out of the Sunken Bone Archipelago six days ago after slaughtering the garrison at Blood-Skull Outpost," Wang Jian said, a cold, amused smile curving his lips as he opened his dark, starlit eyes and looked down at Shen Mengqi kneeling beside his right leg. "Right now, he is flying northward on the back of a Grade 7 Thunder-Winged Roc at full speed—heading straight for Sky-Pillar Island with a Peak Great Circle Late-Stage Core Formation cultivation base, dreaming of taking the Heaven-Mending Stone and rescuing his beloved Teacher."

Hearing that her former disciple had survived twelve internal years of hell in the southern beast-sea and was flying to Sky-Pillar Island still obsessed with her, Shen Mengqi shivered violently. A deep, scarlet blush spread from her porcelain cheeks all the way down across her heavy, bare breasts—and between her black-stockinged thighs, a thick stream of clear Yin nectar trickled down her leg onto the velvet sheet!

"That stubborn, pathetic little fool..." Shen Mengqi whimpered breathlessly, wrapping both of her slender arms around Wang Jian’s muscular right thigh and pressing her soft lips directly against the side of Wang Jian’s rock-hard, pulsing shaft. "He spent four years nearly dying in the beast trenches thinking of me, while I spent those same four years having every inch of my body, my mouth, and my womb thoroughly remade into Master’s personal Yin furnace! Master, please—when we reach Sky-Pillar Island, let me break his sword myself, and tonight... let me show everyone here who this Sword Fairy belongs to!"

"Mengqi is trying to use her former disciple as an excuse to jump the line again!" Hua Ling’er giggled shamelessly, scrambling forward between Wang Jian’s knees alongside her mother Hua Yimei and the fiery Serpent Matriarch Hong Lin!

"Master, Mother and I haven’t had your divine rod together with Sister Hong Lin for three whole days!" Hua Ling’er pleaded, lifting her heavy, gold-pierced breasts to squish them against her mother Hua Yimei’s massive chest on the left side of Wang Jian’s shaft, while on the right side, Hong Lin leaned in with her slit golden-red eyes blazing, pressing her own colossal, scale-accented breasts against the other side of his length!

Before Shen Mengqi could protest, Hong Lin opened her rosy mouth and extended her long, flexible, slightly forked pink serpent tongue—wrapping the warm, wet tip of her tongue in a spiral around the top three inches of Wang Jian’s scorching manhood while Hua Yimei and Hua Ling’er ran their hot tongues up and down the thick, heavily veined base and sucked eagerly on his heavy sac!

"Mmmph—!"

Wang Jian let out a low, rumbling groan of pure pleasure as the Early Grade 8 Serpent Matriarch’s uniquely long, muscular tongue vibrated and swirled around his sensitive glans while the mother-and-daughter duo worked the lower shaft and his six massive breasts—two from Hong Lin, two from Hua Yimei, and two from Hua Ling’er—enveloped his groin in a scorching, slippery mountain of soft flesh!

"Look at Hong Lin’s serpent tongue wrapping around Master’s crown," City Lord Lin Wanyue gasped from Wang Jian’s left hip, rubbing her own huge, bare breasts against Elder Bing Yun’s shoulder as both women reached down to stroke their soaking wet cores. "No wonder Master spent three months taming her in the deep vault—her tongue alone moves like a living silk ribbon!"

"My tongue is nothing compared to my inner serpent ridges," Hong Lin purred huskily, pulling her wet mouth off the tip of Wang Jian’s glistening shaft with a loud pop and turning around on the velvet mattress—dropping to her elbows and knees while lifting her wide, scale-marked, juicy hips high in the air alongside Su Binglan and Mu Lianhua!

Side by side across the center of the thirty-foot mattress knelt all three of Wang Jian’s Nascent Soul sovereigns—the Scarlet Serpent Matriarch Hong Lin in the center, the Ice Heart Palace Mistress Su Binglan on the left, and the Chief Grand Alchemist Mu Lianhua on the right—while directly atop their backs and beside their flanks piled Shen Mengqi, Hua Yimei, Hua Ling’er, Lin Wanyue, Shangguan Wan’er, Bing Yun, and Chen Ying!

"Come on then," Wang Jian growled, stepping onto the mattress behind his three kneeling Nascent Soul grandmasters and gripping Hong Lin’s wide, scorching-hot right hip with his right hand and Su Binglan’s cool, alabaster left hip with his left hand. "Tonight we feast until dawn—and tomorrow, we sail to Sky-Pillar Island to claim the Ancient Void-Sea Ruin!"

SLAP—SCHLUCK!

Wang Jian drove his thick, scorching manhood straight to the hilt inside Hong Lin’s fiery, rippling Grade 8 serpent passage in a single, earth-shaking thrust!

"AAAAAH! MASTER!" Hong Lin threw her magma-red hair back, her vertical golden-red eyes rolling back in sheer ecstasy as her inner serpentine ridges clamped down like ten hot velvet rings around Wang Jian’s pulsing rod!

Wang Jian hammered his pelvis into the Serpent Matriarch with brutal, thunderous momentum—SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!—making her round, scale-marked buttocks ripple and bounce against his thighs while he leaned forward to grab Shen Mengqi and Hua Ling’er, who were lying atop Hong Lin’s and Su Binglan’s backs, roughly mauling their bouncing breasts and claiming their mouths in savage kisses!

From Hong Lin’s volcanic, clamping serpent depths, Wang Jian pulled out after thirty bone-rattling strokes and plunged straight left into Su Binglan’s freezing, silky Glacial Yin core—making the proud Ice Palace Mistress scream and squirt icy nectar across Hong Lin’s thigh—before switching straight across to Mu Lianhua’s scorching Phoenix Flame passage on the right, and then moving down the line to relentlessly breed the mother-and-daughter duo Hua Yimei and Hua Ling’er, Sword Fairy Shen Mengqi, City Lord Lin Wanyue, Commercial Queen Shangguan Wan’er, High Elder Bing Yun, and Chen Ying one after another through the entire night!

At dawn on the first day of the sixth month—marking the exact completion of the fourth year since the Dragon-Spine Trench heist—the heavy bronze sea-gates of Abyssal Pearl City’s inner military harbor slowly parted.

Under a clear, sun-drenched sky, a colossal, four-hundred-foot flagship dreadnought plated in forty-nine-folded Nine-Folded Profound Iron and Star-Core Iron glided majestically out of the bay, flanked by six heavily armed escort cruisers flying the joint golden-and-azure banners of Abyssal Pearl City and the Golden-Tide Consortium.

Atop the southern harbor watchtower, Yue Lingshan stood in her white Thousand-Year Spirit-Silk robes beside Liu Ruyan and the four Grade 7 Peak Heavy Armored Dao Soldiers, waving her white silk handkerchief proudly as she watched her husband sail off to represent their city among the great powers of the sea.

Aboard the high ironwood foredeck of the departing dreadnought, Wang Jian stood with his hands clasped calmly behind his back in his black, gold-trimmed commander robes, the Grade 8 saber Blood’s Thirst hanging at his waist.

Standing half a pace behind his shoulders in their immaculate, dignified public regalia were City Lord Lin Wanyue, Executive Shangguan Wan’er, Sect Leader Hua Yimei, and Sword Fairy Shen Mengqi—while seated inside the veiled upper cabin directly behind the bridge, keeping their terrifying Nascent Soul auras completely concealed as Wang Jian’s trump cards, waited Su Binglan, Mu Lianhua, and the Scarlet Serpent Matriarch Hong Lin.

Looking eastward across the sparkling blue waves toward the distant horizon where Sky-Pillar Island awaited—and where both the crippled Mid-Stage Nascent Soul ancestors of the old order and the vengeful, twelve-year-tempered Ye Fan were converging on the exact same prize—Wang Jian felt the three-inch Stellar Demonic Nascent Infant inside his lower energy reservoir hum with cold, hungry anticipation.

"Full speed to Sky-Pillar Island," Wang Jian commanded, his calm voice carrying out over the rushing prow. "It is time to open the Ancient Void-Sea Ruin—and show this sea domain who its true sovereign is."